temporal experiment #1: video

[4thdimensional]

[It's somewhat late at night when this posting appears. An unfamiliar imPort appears, but despite the late hour he doesn't appear to be tired at all. His wild silver hair starting to stand on end. And yes, that is a shiny disco suit he's wearing.]

Our technology grows more and more compact. Amazing, isn't it---ah. I did turn this on. Good evening!

I'm Emmett Brown, pleased to meet you all, though I gather that circumstances have been especially grim lately? I'm sorry. Sometimes it seems the world's inevitably destined to go to hell.

[There's a lot he isn't saying, but everything he's read about this war is really, really weighing heavily on his mind.]

Back to business: I'm here to inquire about whether any of you would be interested in a mechanic's service? As I'm sure you can see, I work nights at the disco and while it's certainly loud work, I prefer a wrench in hand during the daytime. I can repair most basic home devices, but I specialize in automobile repair and hover conversions. I'll only charge for parts acquisition, of course---I'm not precisely cut out for combat, so it's the least assistance I can offer you.

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[dendarii]

[ Here's a bright-eyed fellow in a brown hoodie and with a fresh pink scar bisecting his face. Keen interest at that last part, oh yes ... ]

Did you say hover conversions?

[4thdimensional]

Yes! Parts were ludicrously expensive where I come from, but it might be entirely within reach here. I'm new to the area and low on funds, but I'm sure it'll feasible eventually.

[dendarii]

Yes, there's quite a bit of tech available ... Not qutie the level I'm used to, alas. I'm sorely missing my lightflyer.

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[restingstitchface]

[Oh heavens above, what is that outfit? How are you even a real doctor?]

Destined to go to Hell? No. I say unto you: Hell is already here.

[His tone is soft and polite. Enunciative. Lyrical.]

Sorry. I apologize for my black humor. [He clicks his tongue in his cheek.] Still, I ought warn you that the Devil walks amongst us. Lucifer himself. [He sniffs.] Did you know that?

Re: video

[4thdimensional]

It's quite all right. I'm not sure I can disagree.

[He's resigned to it---this looks to be one of the worst possible futures thus far. He lifts a brow.]

Does he, now?

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[restingstitchface]

Unfortunately he does.

[He looks marginally displeased about it.]

I apologize for being the bearer of bad news.

text | id reads "Agent P"

[doesntdomuch]

[Wow, this guy is just right out of the gate claiming that they're going to Hell. Like surely he only had barely any time to register what's going on here since, judging by this post, he's really new here.]

That's... cheery.

Is your world or dimension just as dark as this one?

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[4thdimensional]

[How to phrase this without mentioning his knowledge of alternate timelines...? His response is a little delayed.]

We had a war just like this, and the potential consequences weighted on our minds for many years. In this world it's stretched even further.

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[doesntdomuch]

You mean the Cold War? I know my world had that but it was quite awhile ago.

[Well, it was for Perry. Give him a break he's only five.]

In the very least I hope you find some enjoyment in this place. You were lucky to miss out on the mass kidnapping so hopefully you won't have to worry about that.

[Guess who's still extremely bitter about that.]

[Action]

[monge]

[Despite the late hours, Doc may or may not have just acquired himself an audience. Komasan very rarely visits his own house, so of course the moment he does, there's suddenly a stranger inside. A stranger...who says a lot of weird things he doesn't understand, but has some interesting...taste in clothing.]

It's so stylish, zura...

[He muses to himself as he peeks around the corner. Where can he get a suit like that?]

[4thdimensional]

[Doc's just clicked it off, content to take a break before browsing more messages, when he hears a voice somewhere behind him. That's right, he has the roommates to worry about...

He turns his head, and it takes a moment before he sees anything. A small sliver around the corner of---what is that?]

I apologize, I don't mean to keep you awake? I'll take this to my room.

[cuff]

Nice suit. [ Geez, where's some ABBA when you need it. ]

What I wanna know is why everything's supposed to be better when it hovers. Can't we just stick with having our wheels on the road? Y'know, all classic like?

[4thdimensional]

[He laughs. He's heard the same sentiment muttered on the streets of the 2015 he visited.]

True, it's trickier to avoid accidents in congested areas, but it's useful for allowing us to traverse rocky terrain that would trap standard wheels. Off-road driving virtually anywhere with very little effort.

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[angelfire]

That is how it was written, yes. Apocalypse, check, Armies of Heaven beat a hasty retreat, check, Hell on Earth.

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[4thdimensional]

[Ah---speak of---yes. He ought to have expected it.]

And the only question remaining, then, is how we choose to live knowing that.

[instars]

I'm a mechanic.

[4thdimensional]

[It takes him a few moments to think through a response.]

...and you're concerned that I'm undercutting your business? I apologize, that wasn't my intention in the slightest. Maybe we can come to an agreement?

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[whitequeens]

Hello, Mr. Brown! My name is Euphemia li Britannia. It's very nice to meet you.

As a matter of fact, I am looking for a skilled mechanic. You see, I have with me here something from my world... ah, hold on, let me find the link... [And eventually this post of hers will pop up.]

It was pointed out to me that should it be damaged, I have no way of fixing it. Is this within your interest?

[4thdimensional]

[He glances over it with quiet awe. That is definitely something far beyond anything he's seen before. It's intimidating and powerful, but he craves the chance to get closer to it...]

I'll admit it's a little out of my usual range, but I'd be happy to learn the necessary skills. I have a knack for picking these things up.

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[enucleation]

Hover conversions? You'll fit right in.

But yes, the circumstances are complicated to say the least, and seem to only be getting worse of late. I'm sorry there isn't a better welcoming.

[ Video ]

[4thdimensional]

It's quite all right, I'm used to hostile circumstances by now. I'm only hoping to do my part to make things a little easier.

You know the other mechanics in town?

[video]

[helladoomed]

[Chloe doesn't mean to stare. She really doesn't. But the blue haired girl is just staring and staring because holy shit. It's Doc Brown. She loves those movies! (Maybe less so lately.)]

Uh. [Okay think. Don't make an ass of yourself Chloe.] Hey?

[No that was terrible.]

Probably gonna find a ton of people who want their stuff to hover.

[Slightly better. Good job.]

[ooc: Is...fourth walling okay I wasn't sure?]

[video]

[4thdimensional]

[Huh, she seems to be a little...what's that phrase, weirded out? That's a fairly normal reaction to him, so he just gives her a little sheepish look.]

I realize I don't much look the part of a mechanic at the moment. This was the least offensive of the uniforms!

[Not that anyone should trust Doc's fashion sense ever.]

But I'm looking forward to it. Every new model's a new challenge.

[ooc: Yes, it's totally fine! I'm getting a permissions post mentioning that up in the journal today.]

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[abadidea]

[Isaac is putting on a brave face, but he's been pretty messed up lately, himself.]

It's nice to meet you, Emmett. I'm Isaac Clarke.

Hover? Really? Uh, I might be able to get you a job where I work. Originally, back home I mean, I was a Systems Engineer for the CEC. They were a deep space mining corporation. Here, I work on boats.

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[4thdimensional]

[He waves in greeting.]

Deep space mining...ah, now that's something I never quite got around to. I'd love to hear all about it.

The hover technology I work with at home rather inconveniently doesn't work over water, but that's the next logical step in its development. I'll put some work into it.